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By the lakeside of Qiushui City, after spending a day in Daxia Academy Palace, Qiao Yue, who was about to return home, had tears on her delicate face, and the same choked voice of inquiry from a little maid sounded beside her ear. Then the former shook her head, looked up Wiping away the uncontrollable tears with his hands, he opened his mouth and responded:

"People in Chuzhou secretly look forward to snow every winter, but it turns out that snow is so sad. Why do I feel so wronged?"

After his questioning voice fell, under the black eaves of the Daxia Academy, the young man in Confucian shirt Xue Beichuan stepped into the white snow, knelt down facing the direction of Lingbo Lake, and said softly:

"The ancestor of our school once said that although the Dao is ruthless, the heaven and the earth have spirits. Therefore, once a sage falls, the heaven and the earth will rain blood and ring the death bell to mourn him. This snow is the sigh of the heaven and the earth. Sad."

After finishing speaking, Xue Beichuan kowtowed forward three times, and a voice of extreme grief came out:

"Xue Beichuan, a Confucian scholar, respectfully send off the empress dowager, the empress dowager, the death of the great summer through the ages."

In the entire Qiushui City, the monks with advanced cultivation bases also knelt down and kowtowed, screaming. At the same time, the Shenjing City in the northwest of Daxia was also heavily snowed. Severe north wind.

A gust of north wind blew past, leaving patches of silvery white, and dyed the solemn and solemn Baidi Palace white, as if it had been covered with plain onyx in advance.

Suddenly, in the White Emperor Palace, a gust of extremely violent wind rose from nowhere. At first, it spun around and gathered momentum.He rushed straight to the Lingbo Hall in the White Emperor Palace.

Under the continuous impact of the strong wind and blizzard, the entire Lingbo Hall, which is usually extremely strong, suddenly began to shake violently. lamp goes out.

The light from the hall gradually dimmed, and after the last light was extinguished, the plaque hanging on the door of Lingbo Hall shook for a while, then broke into two pieces and fell down.

After a few breaths, the door of Lingbo Hall opened inwards, revealing the figure of a middle-aged court lady who had been serving the old lady all these years, with tears streaming down her face, she slowly walked out of the hall, knelt in the heavy snow, and muttered road:

"Niang Niang, you let me go out of the palace, and you don't even let me follow this last journey, but do you know that in this world, fortunately, my family is only you. This world is so big, where can I go?" Woolen cloth?"

After the murmur fell, traces of red light, accompanied by strong fire-attribute vitality, continuously gathered from the middle-aged maid. Looking from a distance, it was like a red candle within the white snow. Finally, the middle-aged court lady raised her head and looked at the sky Falling Snow continued to speak:

"Xing Hong knows that your mother is afraid of the dark. If you go to another world and no one holds the lamp for you, it will be so bad. Let me do it. I am familiar with this job!"

After finishing speaking, the intense fire-attribute vitality bloomed outward in an instant, like a red candle suddenly lit, releasing its own light and heat in an instant, and then the middle-aged palace lady Xinghong's head drooped forward directly, the corners of her mouth The gushing blood flowed on the white snow below him, which was extremely dazzling.

In the center of Lingbo Lake, on the side of Twin Islands, the mist that originally shrouded the surrounding area was replaced by white snow, and the big black ebony boat was also dressed in mourning clothes.

The big boat was docked on the lake and remained motionless, while inside the cabin, Zhao Yu and the others knelt on the ground and did not get up for a long time.

Suddenly, in the void above the lake, black shadows walked directly on the water, from far to near, quickly approaching, a Youyi Army, one of the four armies of Daxia, escorted something, and came under the big ship in an instant .

Chen Yan, the deputy commander of the Nether Wing Army headed by him, with a solemn face, lifted a dark golden coffin behind him with his shoulders, jumped up, and jumped directly onto the deck of the big ship, and then Liang Po took over the wooden coffin and stepped into the coffin In the cabin, said softly:

"Your Majesty, the coffin has arrived."

After hearing the words, Zhao Yu stood up, waved his hand to open the wooden coffin, then picked up the lifeless old lady, and carefully put it into the coffin. The everlasting lamp was gently placed on her chest, and her hands were folded in her embrace.

Then the young emperor stared at the serene face of the old man in the coffin for a long time, then raised his hand to close the wooden coffin, and at the same time a faint emperor's voice sounded:

"Grandma, may you have a sweet dream."

The wooden coffin was closed, and at this moment, the heavy snow on Lingbo Lake reached its peak in an instant, almost filling every inch of the void, and then Zhao Yu's Emperor Huanghuang resounded throughout the sky:

"Let's go, take grandma back to the palace!"

After Diyinbi, the big snow-white ship moved forward again, and gradually disappeared in the heavy snow. In the sky above Lingbo Lake, the blue star-like eyes of Lingbo Giant Whale have been watching quietly in the void. The big ship sailing below had extremely sad eyes, and in front of the eyes of the giant whale Xingchen, there was a person sitting cross-legged, and then a sigh sounded.

The middle-aged Taoist priest sat cross-legged in the sky, his eyes filled with sorrow. He had lived longer than anyone else in his life, and he had seen more worlds than anyone else, but faced with the passing of the old lady, even Even his incomparably hard state of mind caused great waves.

"Beauty is unlucky, I am half responsible for your misfortune."

The middle-aged Taoist priest stood up and paid homage to the big boat sailing in the heavy snow below. This is a deep apology to the former number one beauty in the vast land of China. , No matter how beautiful the skin is, it is as small as dust.

But the old queen mother used her life to tell the world that no matter how she looks, she is the most respected mother of a country in Daxia!

After the middle-aged Taoist priest bowed from a distance, he continued to stare down, watching him all the way, and opened his mouth softly:

"The deity is here to send you off, the boat sails out of the clouds, and the dream rests in the sky."

Chapter 0676 Sad!

Daxia Endless Mountain, Yulong Pass.

Due to the thunder cleaning operation years ago, the alien races in the Sun Empire's Shenwei Fortress did not dare to show up again, and they could not shrink back. Therefore, the soldiers of Wulong Pass in Endless Mountain have a rare rest time in the past few days, which can be regarded as enjoying it. A small New Year's Day holiday.

Although there has been no war in recent days, daily training is still essential, so the continuous sound of roaring continues to resound in the sky of Yulong Pass, full of blood and iron, turning into billowing smoke and rising into the sky.

After experiencing an unforgettable New Year's Eve dinner, the spirits of the officers and soldiers of Yulongguan almost reached a new level. Although they were still talking nonsense during training, the murderous aura deep in their eyes had solidified into substance.

Yulongguan is the most dangerous border area in Daxia. Here, there are only two pure choices, kill the aliens, or bury their bones in another land, it's so simple!

In the camp of the head coach in Yulongguan Center, three rounds of scorching sun are in the air.

Wei Guogong Xu Sheng's burly body sat behind the desk, his tiger eyes stared at the void in front of him, and he remained silent. Behind him, there was a huge map outside the pass, which clearly marked every stronghold of the foreign race.

Just now, the old man who was studying the terrain and battle examples felt a deep throbbing in his heart for no reason, and with an extremely rare panic, even breathing became difficult, so Xu Sheng tightly clenched his fists and closed his eyes. Carefully feel the changes in the outside world.

A moment later, Xu Sheng let go of his fist, opened his eyes and murmured:

"It's not that the five declines of heaven and man have come in advance, but why does this old man feel this suffocation?"

After the old general murmured softly, Xu Sheng raised his head, opened his mouth and said loudly:

"Where is the future?"

"Return to Marshal, I just sent a letter to the messenger. It is said that there is a letter from the White Emperor Palace. General He will pick it up in person. He should be back soon."

After the guard's response, Xu Sheng's heart skipped a beat, as if thousands of thunderbolts fell at the same time, and even his whole body, which was as immobile as a mountain, began to tremble uncontrollably.

Then the battle-tested old man with a tiger in his heart took a deep breath, stood up directly from behind the desk, strode forward, opened the curtain of the camp tent, and stepped out.

As soon as Wei Guogong Xu Sheng stepped out of the camp, he saw the general who had gone to pick up the letter returning from a distance, with a sad expression on his face, holding a white mourning onyx in both hands.

Two lines of clear tears flowed out from the old man's tiger's eyes. At this moment, Xu Sheng's already pale hair became even whiter than Luoxue's!

Since yesterday evening, until now, the heavy snow in the entire Shenjing City has not stopped for a moment, and it is getting bigger and bigger, almost all the people are trapped at home and cannot go out. For some reason, after countless people in Shenjing City got up, looked at With the heavy snow all over the sky, they all felt a burst of grief for no reason in their hearts.

In the central part of Shenjing City, because of the absence of his daughter during the first day of the New Year, the Minister of Rites, You Tingjian, was a bit deserted. The lights in the master bedroom were lit early, and his face was still elegant, but he showed a little old-fashioned. At Chenshi, he got up from the bed, put on an unlined garment and sat beside the wooden table in the room, silent.

"Husband, it's rare that you don't have to go to court at the age of Yuan Ri. You wake up so early every day recently, but you are worried about Rui'er?"

After his wife's inquiry sounded in his ear, You Tingjian recovered, turned his head, and responded softly:

"A few days ago, Fangqian, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, sent someone to tell me that Rui'er's last whereabouts appeared in Jiangling City, Jinzhou, in the southeast. Although the rest of the information is kept secret, at least we know that Rui'er is not in danger, it's just her. Her temper is really too wild, after she comes back, I will put her in confinement for at least half a year, madam, please don't let her go secretly again."

You Tingjian's words were full of seriousness on his face. The middle-aged beautiful woman who knew her husband very well knew that he was really angry this time, so she nodded, and then came out a weak voice:

"I know that Rui'er is not wild, but just wants to live out her own life."

"Your own life?"

The seriousness in You Tingjian's eyes became stronger and stronger, and then the voice continued:

"Isn't her life her own now? There are too many things that I can't help myself in life. As a father, I protect her to the greatest extent on weekdays and let her do it. But madam, you have to be clear. In the world, there are very few people who can live out their own lives."

The life of You Tingjian, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, can be called a legend. He has no sects and sects, and his spiritual talent is average, but he loves reading. Under various opportunities, he participated in the Great Xia Dynasty Examination at the age of twenty, and won the first prize in one fell swoop. , Entering the official career so far, and gradually ranking first in the Ministry of Rites at the age of over forty years old, it is rumored that You Tingjian is very strong, but only he knows how much he has suffered along the way.

The middle-aged beautiful woman also knew it, but when she heard her husband's words were a little weak, she felt an inexplicable pain in her heart, got up and came to the latter's side, stretched out her right hand to press You Tingjian's shoulder, and asked lightly:

"Husband, did something happen?"

"I think it's very unusual. There may be major events happening recently, which may implicate our Youfu."

After finishing speaking, You Tingjian frowned, and continued to speak:

"Shao Yinshan Wenbai of Gyeonggi Province wrote me a letter, asking me to take care of his wife based on the affection in the past. The content in it is almost the same as the last words. I feel very disturbed!"

"Being upright is not afraid of the shadow slanting, my husband, don't worry, but the snow outside is really heavy. It has not been such a heavy snow in Shenjing City for a long time, and the crackling sound can be heard inside the house."

The voice of the middle-aged beautiful woman fell, You Tingjian stood up gently, and slowly walked towards the door, the whistling sound in his ears became clearer, and then the thought in his eyes became stronger, and he murmured:

"Xueluo is silent, Xueluo is silent, this must not be an ordinary snow!"

After finishing his speech, at exactly the exact hour of the hour, a solemn and desolate bell rang from the White Emperor Palace, like a sudden alarm bell ringing between heaven and earth!

"Boom!"

The sound of the bell carried a shocking force, waking up all the people who were still sleeping in the entire city of Shenjing, and then the second sound continued to resound through the sky.

"Boom, boom boom!"

Then came the third and fourth rings, a total of nine rings, and the nine rings came from the White Emperor Palace, resounding throughout the entire first city of the vast land of Shenzhou.

Under the heaven and the earth, the nine is the extreme, and the bells in the White Emperor's Palace rang nine times, which represented an earth-shattering event that shocked the whole country. The souls of the people were shocked.

"The Empress Dowager has been through the ages, I will never lose my dear one, the death of the Great Xia, the whole country mourns, it is sad!"

Chapter 0677 personally ask the last question

In the 90th year of the Great Xia calendar, on the third day of the first lunar month, the sky is covered with snow, and the wind howls and mourns.

This day was a day of infinite sorrow for the countless people of Great Xia. After hearing the news, countless people cried loudly and kowtowed to the northwest direction three times and nine times.

This is another great tragedy in Daxia, and the last time Daxia mourned across the country was 16 years ago when the former Crown Prince Zhao Jing died in battle at Yulong Pass.

All the people know that the Zhao clan who is in charge of the Great Xia is really too few in number. Every time the Great Xia dies, it is a huge blow to this young country.

In fact, for this old lady who has been standing firmly behind everyone since the founding of the country, the people have long been accustomed to her existence. Like a Dinghaishen needle, it propped up the entire sky, but the greatest people all have a day when they pass away, and this day came suddenly.

In Shenjing City, after nine bells and the sound of Emperor Huanghuang, the people walked out of the room spontaneously, stepped into the heavy snow, burst into tears, and shouted to their wives beside them:

"Bring plain silk and hang it at the door!"

At the same time, the originally solemn and solemn White Emperor's Palace, which was all black, was hung with plain white mourning onyxes almost immediately outside each palace.

As the mother of a country, the old lady is, in a sense, the elder of all the people of Daxia.

In the Lingbo Hall of the White Emperor Palace, Zhao Yu was wearing mourning attire, carrying rouge, fish fry, and Princess Wu Zhao Xiu, kneeling quietly in front of a dark golden coffin. In fact, there was another coffin in the hall, which belonged to the middle-aged court lady Xing red.

Since returning to the palace yesterday evening, several people have been kneeling here until now, guarding the old man's last journey. Then the young emperor raised his drooping head and spoke softly, with a slightly hoarse voice:

"Come here, help Yanzhi go back to the Summer Palace to rest."

"Your Majesty, my concubine is fine."

Rouge's big eyes were already red and swollen from crying, but he still shook his head stubbornly, indicating that he was fine, then Zhao Yu turned his head, looked at the latter's haggard face, with a flash of pity, and continued to speak:

"Go and rest. Grandma is on the Jiuquan now, and she must have scolded me endlessly. You are just pregnant, so don't work too hard. Go and take the fish fry with you. I have something to say to my aunt."

Afterwards, two young maids, also dressed in plain onyx, hurried in from outside the hall, helped Rouge up, and together with the weeping little girl Yumian, they slowly walked out of the hall.

Then in the huge Lingbo Hall, there were only two uncles and nephews who hadn't been alone for a long time.

Since the death of the old lady, Princess Wu Zhao Xiu has not said a word, but at this moment, she is the first to ask:

"Your Majesty, you were born into the Zhao family, have you ever hated it?"

In Lingbo Hall, Princess Wu's cold voice wafted back and forth, but her question was both sudden and shocking. The Zhao family is the Great Xia Emperor's family, but she asked if she hated this identity, but once she asked, Zhao Yu did not answer, but fell into a long silence.

Zhao Yu didn't answer for a long time, and then Princess Wu's voice continued:

"16 years ago, when I sat on the chair at the top of the Huangji Hall wearing the phoenix dance royal robe with an uneasy heart, I looked at the densely packed civil and military officials below, and the panic in their eyes. , I thought of an idea for the first time, that is, what would happen if I was born in an ordinary family? Do I not need to bear so much?

"That morning, I didn't remember a single word that the minister below said. At that time, the queen mother was sitting behind me. After retreating, she pulled me and spoke every word, every word."

Speaking of this, Princess Wu turned her head, her eyes just met Zhao Yu's dark eyes, and then continued to speak:

"The queen mother said: Now the soldiers of the foreign race are outside the city of Shenjing. No matter whether you are afraid or resist, our Zhao family is now only left with you and me, two female generations, so don't blame the world for injustice. Once the city Po, in order to thank this eternal sin, you and I must die first, don't worry, I will protect you until the last moment.

"To be honest, at that time, my mother and I were already prepared to die, and you, Your Majesty, who had been secretly sent to Guangzhou, neither of us mentioned, and for more than ten years later, your existence seemed to be covered Forgotten, I know, it was my mother's intention to make up for me."

After Princess Wu's voice fell, Zhao Yu still didn't speak, but in his black eyes, the complexion became more intense. For anyone, the choice at the beginning was so much struggle and pain.

The country cannot be left without a master for a day, and a strong enemy besieges the city. The Zhao family must leave the last blood!

The old queen had no choice at all at that time, and it was undoubtedly unfair to Princess Wu Zhao Xiu, because the old queen gave up the hope of life to Zhao Yu, who was still in her infancy, and left the difficult death situation to Zhao Xiu.

"Your Majesty, the Queen Mother has allowed you to wander in Daxia for so many years, there is a reason for it!"

"I know, and I have never blamed anyone."

This is the first time Zhao Yu responded to Princess Wu, and then the young emperor turned his head and stared at the dark golden coffin in front of him again. Inside the coffin, the old man was sleeping peacefully, and then the soft emperor's voice continued to sound:

"Grandma has swallowed all the suffering in her heart all her life. How can I blame her? I also hope that my aunt will not blame grandma."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yu slightly erected his upper body, and said again:

"Auntie, in order to follow grandma's will, grandma's funeral should be kept simple, without wasting people's money, and buried in the imperial mausoleum, all civil and military officials can accompany her."

"This is also Grandma's last wish, let His Majesty decide."

Zhao Xiu nodded, and then she looked at Zhao Yu's thin shoulders in front of her, with a rare look of sadness on her originally majestic face, and her voice continued:

"After today, I will follow Taoist priest Lu Yu to that unknown place. From now on, only you, Your Majesty, will bear the burden of the entire Great Xia."

The old queen passed away, and Princess Wu was far away. In one night, only Zhao Yu, the only one left in the Zhao family who ruled the entire Great Xia Kingdom, was left alone. How sad and lamentable this is!

"Where my aunt is going, I won't ask."